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Many years ago, Phantom Mi San was just a street artist, usually relying on his beautiful and moving voice to sing in the Qinglou, cheering erhu on the street, making a little money, and barely survived with Xiaoqiang, who had just reached the full moon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, his future was bleak, he himself didn't believe that his singing would bring him a lifetime of wealth in the future, he just sang day after day, and then kept making money, although every day was very hard, but looking at Xiaoqiang who grew up day by day, he felt that everything was worth it, but at the same time he was worried about Xiaoqiang's life, for fear that Xiaoqiang would be like himself in the future, living on the streets, and making the world his home.

Finally, one day, two years later, opportunity found him. That day, as usual, he was singing on the street, there were many onlookers, but there were very few people who gave money, everyone only watched and didn't give money, and Phantom Three had no choice but to finish singing with a cheeky face, planning to change places and continue singing, otherwise, he and Xiaoqiang didn't have enough money to eat today, he could starve, but Xiaoqiang was still a child, and when he was growing his body, how could he let a child starve?

He was about to close the stall and leave, when suddenly, a man wearing a ponytail and wearing blue and yellow armor came up to him and said to him: "You sing very well, I think you can make your own sect and specialize in music, and I can sponsor you." ”

"Thank you so much, hero. However, I don't have a penny, and Xiaoqiang also needs a source of livelihood, which ......"

"It's okay, what I fancy is your singing talent, I will meet your requirements, that kid is quite pitiful, I'll help you with the source of life first, and then you can create a sect to make money in the future, and then give it back to me." ”

"Thank you so much, hero, thank you, thank you......" Phantom San was older than Zhao Xing at the time, but he knelt on the ground and kept saying words of thanks, being able to establish the Music Rhythm Sect, this is something that Phantom San never thought of, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't have enough funds to think about it, but Zhao San helped him.

Therefore, with the help of Zhao Xing, the Phantom Sound Sect was founded, and then, a series of miscellaneous matters such as the publicity, decoration, rules and regulations of the sect were handled by Phantom San, and he could only handle it himself, because Zhao Xing was only responsible for the funds, and would not manage the administration.

And Phantom Three did not disappoint Zhao Xing, based on his years of singing experience, he specially created a set of music rhythm exercises, which can ignore the defense of fighting spirit, reach the opponent's heart, and make the opponent collapse. However, there is a fatal flaw in this set of exercises, that is, the enemy cannot cover his ears, because after the enemy covers his ears, he cannot hear his own voice, and there is no harm.

Because this set of music and rhythm exercises can ignore the barrier of fighting spirit, once it is publicized on the mainland, it has attracted a large number of disciples, and at the same time recruiting disciples, Phantom Sound Three has also received an optimistic tuition fee for entering the sect, which is the tuition fee that every beginner disciple must pay, although the price is slightly higher than that of other sects, but this set of exercises that ignore the barrier of fighting qi is extraordinary, and in just a few years, the Phantom Sound School has grown from a small sapling to a big tree, not only paying off the living source fee that Zhao Xing lent him at the beginning, but also because there are more and more disciples of the sect, the scale of the sect is getting bigger and bigger, and it has become one of the nine sects in the world。 Phantom Three also slowly became rich from having no money.

All of this is due to Zhao Xing's help, if there is no Zhao Xing, he is still a down-and-out man who performs on the streets, what sect, the head, what he can't think of, with the help of Zhao Xing, it has become a reality, so, he is very grateful to Zhao Xing, without Zhao Xing's funding, there will be no bright future for his phantom three.

Last time, the Cangtian Sword Sect held a meeting to discuss the plan, Zhao Xuan asked him to disrupt their plan, he did not hesitate, he immediately went to the Cangtian Sword Faction, and sang a song "Wild Son" in a way that he was disgusting, sure enough, the other heads were disgusting and retching, a mess, after the goal of the disturbance was achieved, he took the opportunity to slip away, otherwise, when the strength of Cangtian recovered, he would not be able to escape if he wanted to.

On the 14th of July, the Cangtian Sword Sect held a second discussion, and he originally planned to disrupt the plan again, but Zhao Xuan told him that those heads were not fools, it was impossible not to take any protective measures, and it was in vain for him to go, and it was possible to be caught, the risk was too great, and then, Zhao Xuan asked him to do another thing......

At the entrance of Qingcheng faction, there are stalls with an old man and a small one, and there are colorful stones on the stalls, each stone is as smooth as a mirror, and there is a faint flow of mercury, which is very magical.

This old and young are the phantom three and the little strong.

"Master, the gate of this Qingcheng faction is so closed, why are we here to publicize?" Xiao Qiang asked puzzledly, they had been setting up a stall here for two hours, but unfortunately after the disciples who came out of the gate looked at them a few times, no one came to look at their things.

"Zhao Daxia said, let's set up a stall here, and when it's time to eat at noon, shout hard, attract the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and then sell these walkmans to them. In a few moments, it's almost noon, so wait. ”

"Well," although Xiaoqiang didn't know what the purpose of setting up a stall here was, the master said that no matter what Zhao Daxia said, just do it. Zhao Daxia is the master's Bole, without Zhao Daxia, there would be no today's Phantom Sound School, so everything Zhao Daxia said must be done.

It's noon.

"Come and see, come and see, a good quality walkman, the price is low, only a hundred gold coins are sold, everyone come and see!" Xiao Qiang shouted desperately, and the voice entered the Qingcheng faction, which immediately attracted many disciples to watch.

"Get out, set up a stall and get away!" The disciple guarding the door was extremely displeased when he saw Xiao Qiang shouting, and walked directly to the stall and scolded angrily.

"Hehe, big brother, don't underestimate this Walkman of ours, it can not only play sound, but also save lives. Xiao Qiang saw the disciple coming over, but instead of getting angry, he explained with a smile.

"Nonsense! Get out of the way! Qingcheng faction is not the place where you set up a stall!"

The disciple guarding the door was about to get angry, and suddenly, the door opened, and a man in a purple robe walked to the stall with a group of people, and said to the disciple guarding the door: "This junior brother, don't be angry, haha, since these two dare to come to the Qingcheng faction to set up a stall, there must be two reasons, either they don't know whether they live or die, or they are poor." Seeing the two of them like this, they must be terribly poor, come, brothers, give them a few gold coins, and send them away. ”

This man was the Qing Song who went to the Cangtian Sword Sect to seek reconciliation that day.

"Okay, haha...... Little beggar, old beggar, give you three gold coins, go quickly, don't come here to deceive people. ”

All the disciples showed mocking expressions, took out a few gold coins, and threw them to Xiao Qiang like a beggar.

"So, you're not going to buy this Walkman, are you?" asked Phantom Squatting at the back of the stall, he asked with a blank face, angry at this beggar-style almsgiving, but not angry, because he came this time to do business, not to fight.

"What is the effect of your Walkman?" asked Aomatsu casually.

"Hehe, in this Walkman, there are classic songs sung by my master, these songs are very good, because these songs can make people happy and happy after listening, so we call this kind of song - music!"

"Music?"

"Yes, music, there are many benefits to listening to music. First of all, music can improve people's happiness, listening to more music, can make it easier for you to have a sense of happiness, especially when you are in a good mood, music enhances your sense of happiness and makes you happier. ”

"Secondly, music can calm people, choose the right music, listen quietly, can make your impetuous and irritable mood slowly become calm, people often need to calm down, in order to think better. Of course, you should choose music that is more soothing and soft. ”

"Finally, music is relaxing, and there is a lot of music that can help people relax their bodies, and some music can have a good effect. After people relax, they can sleep better and sleep more soundly. Listening to music and taking a deep breath will be even better. ”

"Hmph, how do I know you're not lying? Besides, why did I buy your Walkman, it's useless for my cultivation. Qing Song said disdainfully.

"Yes, yes, this thing is inconspicuous, and it even sells for a hundred gold coins, it's a fraud!" another disciple chimed in.

"Hehe, I'll sing a song "Wild Son" to everyone, Xiaoqiang, put on headphones. Phantom Three once again showed his singing voice, and all the disciples were unimpressed and dismissive.

And Xiao Qiang still took out a pair of blue tooth-like headphones, this set of headphones, automatically connected to the Walkman on the desktop, as long as you wear it, the songs in the Walkman will be automatically played, in this way, Xiao Qiang can only hear the music, and the singing voice of the phantom three can't hurt him, last time in the Cangtian Sword Sect, Xiao Qiang also used this trick, but at that time he hid the Walkman on his body and didn't put it out.

Phantom cleared his throat and began to sing......

"Blow, blow, my pride, indulgence...... Proud outlook...... Why the wind is getting harder......"

"Gross!"

If you don't listen to it, you just feel that someone is stuffed with a big and sticky nasal feces in your mouth, and your internal organs are about to be disgusted, with the continuation of this kind of panting singing of the male donkey in estrus, all the disciples only feel that their prostate has been affected, and after a while, some disciples can't support it, foaming at the mouth, trembling and crawling to the front of the stall, taking out a hundred gold coins,

"Boss, give me ...... Here's a ...... I...... Accept...... No...... Finish...... Poof......"

"Okay," Xiao Qiang happily accepted the hundred gold coins, took out a black stone, and then took out a pair of blue-toothed earphones, connected them, and put the earphones on the ear of the dying disciple, this disciple was like a heavenly sound, after hearing the elegant singing voice in the Walkman, the spirit of the whole person immediately recovered, but for a moment, the whole person was radiant, in stark contrast to the dying disciples around him.

"I ...... Want...... Give me...... One. Another disciple climbed up to the stall, took out a hundred gold coins, asked for a pair of Walkmans, and then regained his spirits.

Then, all the disciples took out the gold coins one after another and bought all the walkmans on Xiao Qiang's stall, Xiao Qiang and Phantom Deflated San were overjoyed and went home happily.

Their purpose has been achieved.